Letras
I've been missin' tellin' the truth
Because honestly I can't stand to lie no more next to you
Lord, I think I'm going to try and run away
Between whiskey and the woman, I think I just cut my losses today
Lord, I got problems that can't be solved
Guess I'll just catch a Greyhound and have her take me on
Yes, I've been taught right from wrong
But it don't matter how hard I try, I just can't catch on
Lord, I think I'm going to try and run away
Between whiskey and the woman, I think I just cut my losses today
Lord, I got problems that can't be solved
Guess I'll just catch a Greyhound and have her take me on
Took me on down the line
Well, whiskey tastes like gold, and the bottle don't run dry
But you lose my blood and the pain I cause
Yes, I've been running on fumes
Yes, I've been running on fumes